Chap 14. Suppose to Love me

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"That's basically how I started cutting," I told Dan

"I'm really sorry, I wouldn't let anyone do that to you. Wait is that all?" Dan questioned.

I shook my head in reply.


*flash back*
⚠️WARNING MAY CONTAIN VIOLENCE . . . . and SOME LANGUAGE ⚠️


I was on the bus coming from school. It had been a week since Chris . . . raped me. I started cutting, to try and ease my mental trauma. I sat on the seats wishing my life away.

How was anything going be normal again?

The bus arrived at my stop, and I hopped out. I walked to my house, slowly. Not wanting to be anywhere. My parents didn't believe what I had told them. Well I didn't tell them everything, only someone hurt me.

Before I came to school my parents screamed at me. They said I wasn't good enough. How if they were in that situation they would fight back.

But I couldn't.
I was helpless.
I was alone, and scared, and . . . me.

As I arrived home I opened the front door. The house was silence. Eerie, unnatural, planned. I slowly made my way to the kitchen while I tried to ignore the shivers rolling down my spine.

"Ello missy," my Father spoke, " you're a horrible child you know. So greedy and selfish and . . . Ugly. Must get it from your mother." He chuckled

My Mother chimed in" Aye she's the one that's ugly not me. But dear do you know what naughty children get?"

"No I don't," Father said with a smirk tattooed on his face.

"I'll just have to show you," My mother replied.

She then pulled out a belt from behind her back. Father then held me down be the shoulders, ensuring I didn't escape. With one crack of the whip, my hearing went mute. I could see spirals in the air and my 'parents' surrounding me. I could imagine their thick northern accents shouting cruel word. Then all I saw was black.

I had passed out again. Just like Chris.

I woke up the next morning and attempted to get up. But I couldn't. My body ached, every single inch.

* end of flashback*

"This continued for 2 years. Each day after school they did it to me. Some days they would be to intoxicated to even think, so I got by. I couldn't tell anyone though. I had no one to tell. No friends, or family." I said to Dan.

He was starring at the ground, twiddling his fingers.

"No one." I continued, "Then I finally had the courage to tell my principal. I was taken away from them when I showed the police the evidence. Aka my bruises and scars."

I pulled up my shirts, revealing the side of my stomach. It showed one bruise that was permanent. It was dark purple and had a line, from the cut it once was. Dan then placed his hand on my shoulder and said.

"I promise I will never do what Chris or your parents did to you, and I glad you told me."

"Thanks. You know only you and Emma know this and for some reason I already really trust you," I replied.

"Wait I want to show you something," Dan stated.

"Ok?" I said cautiously.

"Come with me," Dan said as he grabbed my hand and dragged me to another room in the flat.

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Cliff hanger whwhwhhahahhah

Please don't get mad. Ik I don't update regularly. School SUCKS. I don't even know how many assessments and exams I have UGHHH help.

Well I hope you enjoyed this. Btw the next chap. IS NOT GOING TO BE SMUT. You dirty minded child ;)

Kk bye!!

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